msmithbooks Chapter 128 Eden 16
Chapter 128 Eden 16
Ian didn't expect that Clark would suddenly rescue him.
A look of surprise appeared on his small face hidden under the cloak, but he quickly returned to his expressionless expression.
He couldn't feel pain, but the fact that his body was destroyed was indisputable, which made him clearly aware that he was about to fall into a coma.
Normally, he would never be afraid of gamma lasers, which are not considered top-notch laser weapons. However, this time the sneak attack came quickly and accurately, and he was distracted by what Clark said. To hit hard.
And Clark's subsequent behavior made him feel even more strange.
...He is an abnormal sub-individual, and the purpose of appearing here is to get rid of him, and get rid of him at all costs.
He should be well aware of this.
Ian stared at Clark silently, and at this moment Clark was almost on the verge of arguing with Luther.
"Listen, I don't care about your sudden onset of Madonna's heart, it's not a child, it's the Exterminator's super weapon!" Luthor almost broke his voice, "Do you know how many metropolises the Exterminator killed? People? You let him go, you ask the passengers on the Tomorrow if they agree!"
"The massacre of the Exterminator is a gestalt order, and has nothing to do with this child!" Clark said anxiously, "He didn't hurt anyone—at least he didn't hurt anyone except the Exterminator. He is not a member of the medical team. person?!"
"You are creating trouble and risk for us, Kryptonian!" Luther pressed his forehead and walked around the command room irritably. "Whether he will hurt us or not is just the difference of a gestalt order!"
Clark fell silent.
He had to admit that Luther was right.
If Ian has not broken away from the gestalt, then the gestalt instruction is the highest order for him, and he has no way and will not go against the gestalt.
"Is there any way...to get him out of the gestalt?" Clark looked back at Ian, who had begun to fall into a semi-comatose state due to serious injuries, and whispered.
"Do you mean leaving alive or leaving dead?" Luther asked.
Clark: "...Of course it's alive."
"Very well, then the answer is no, you can just pray that the gestalt has a bug." Luthor said angrily.
Clark was silent for a moment, he looked at Tomorrow, and then at Ian.
He couldn't leave the people of the metropolis on the Tomorrow, and he couldn't just throw the seriously injured Ian here.
"Lex." He said suddenly, "Is there a jump engine in the lifeboat you left behind?"
"Yes." Luthor said, his voice obviously showed a little more pride, "I have added a jump engine to every ship."
"Give me that ship." Clark said, "I will take him away, and I will find a way to get him out of the gestalt. If you encounter any danger, please tell me through the communicator as soon as possible, and I will start the jump immediately to your side."
Luther: ...
Luther felt a headache.
So what is the relationship between this Captain Scavenger and you?Do you have to protect him like this?Or is it that your holy father's heart has reached such a hopeless point? !
……
In the end, Clark managed to get the wool from Luther and got the little lifeboat.
Although Luthor, the big grievance, kept yelling at him in the communicator that he deserved to play himself to death sooner or later, but Clark still took Ian away carefully.
The lifeboat is not big, and the internal living space can only accommodate about a dozen people, but it is relatively spacious and comfortable for two people.Clark put Ian on the bed and examined the wound on his chest.
It was hit by the gamma laser, and it was sunken. The surface of the skin was covered with burn marks, and the internal organs were severely damaged, and some organs were even directly crushed.
For any ordinary person, it would be a fatal injury enough to kill him on the spot, even for Clark.
But Clark clearly saw that this seemingly terrifying wound was slowly healing. At this rate, Ian might be able to fully heal himself within half a day.
... Is this the self-healing ability of the combat power ceiling in the gestalt?
Clark relaxed a little, and then he began to study how the ship should be driven.
This research is several hours passed.
After almost accidentally turning on the electromagnetic accelerator on the spaceship, almost activating the plasma thrusters, and almost choking himself to death by accidentally turning on the disinfection system in the cabin, Clark finally understood these colorful control interfaces. How to use it.
At this moment, he heard some voices behind him.As soon as Clark turned his head, he saw Ian sitting up from the bed.
In view of the killing intent shown by Ian before, Clark was more or less on guard, he said tentatively: "Uh...Hi?"
Ian looked down at the wound on his chest, and then at Clark.
He was a little puzzled.
Why didn't this abnormal sub-individual kill itself?
"Are you okay? Have you regained mobility?" Clark asked, walking up to him.
Ian was still staring at him, but at this moment Clark didn't feel the creepy murderous intent and the feeling of being locked in when they first met, but a curious and probing gaze.
Even, for a moment, he felt that the Ian he was familiar with seemed to be back.
But soon, this feeling disappeared without a trace. He saw Ian stretch out his hand again, and pulled out the bright knife from the void. The strong energy frequency from the knife almost pulled the lifeboat directly. Full alert.
"Hey! Hey! Don't get excited!" Clark quickly took two steps back, "Don't do anything yet, you are seriously injured! How do you feel now?"
Ian held the knife as if he wanted to get up from the bed, but his supporting hand tilted, and he fell to the ground with the knife.The blade in his hand crooked and split the bed in half.
Clark looked terrified, fearing that the child would accidentally cut himself, he rushed up and reported Ian to another bed, and he also confiscated Ian's knife.
... Although Ian seems to be able to take out exactly the same knives from his four-dimensional pocket every time, I don't know how many knives he has.
"I know you want to kill me, but take care of your body first, okay?" Clark looked helplessly at Ian who was still staring at him, and said in a good voice, "But it's really strange...you are Did you not retain the memory before time travel? Or..."
A possibility popped up in Clark's mind.
... Is there a possibility that the Ian in front of him is not time-traveled at all?
It was they who traveled to the past of the galaxy where Ian was, and it was they who traveled into Ian's past, not Ian who traveled with them to this grotesque world.
The more Clark thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right.
Then it would be troublesome, Ian didn't know him at all, and what's worse, he actually didn't know the current Ian at all!
Clark sighed, and after a while he said, "Uh...are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"
……
Clark found a bunch of cans from the warehouse.
Ever since the incident in the food processing factory, Clark has had a physical nausea for the cans. He frowned and opened it and heaved a sigh of relief—there were relatively normal crops inside, er, at least they looked normal.
So Clark quickly heated it with heat vision, found a spoon from the bottom of the box, and ran to feed Ian.
"Hahaha, here's something delicious!" Clark sat next to Ian with a happy smile.
Ian looked away coldly, not taking a bite.
"Why don't you eat? If you don't eat, you'll be hungry. If you're hungry for a long time, you won't have the energy to fight." Clark felt that he had become a hard-hearted parent again, and he kindly helped Ian blow it, and handed it to him, " Open your mouth, ah—”
Ian: …
He doesn't need to eat at all. It's common sense that synthetic biochemicals like him don't eat or sleep. They fall asleep only because their body functions are damaged. What's wrong with this abnormal sub-individual? You have to feed him!
What does it mean?A new method of torturing prisoners of war?
Ian was about to draw out another knife, taking advantage of the prey's foolishness and defenselessness, he leaned forward and chopped off his hand, but the body inexplicably took action on its own——
He opened his mouth very obediently, allowing Clark to pass the spoonful of food into his mouth.
Ian: …
It doesn't smell or feel, but it's inexplicably happy.
Clark, who successfully fed Ian the canned food, was very happy, so he made persistent efforts and fed him a few mouthfuls of bottled water. After finishing all this, he asked Ian to lie down and covered him with a small quilt.
Clark: Yay, big win!
Ian still showed no expression or emotion on the surface, perhaps because he was indeed seriously injured, so he quickly closed his eyes and fell into a dormant state.
In the next few days, the two maintained a very strange balance.The supplies on the boat were not rich, but they could feed them for about a month. Even if they really had nothing to eat, they would not starve to death.
During this period, he also communicated with Luther several times to confirm the situation on their side.
Fortunately, the hatred value of Tomorrow on the Exterminator Gestalt side is far lower than that of Clark. After crossing the border, Tomorrow is basically safe, and has already docked at an open starport on a border planet of the Federation. Trade and Supplies Supplement.
It has to be said that Luthor is a talent for doing business. Even if he is an ordinary human with a whole cruiser, he still starts from scratch and thrives in this strange and huge galaxy.
Clark suspected that if he was given a few more years, he might be able to sneak into the inner circle of the Federation.
……
The two wandered in the universe for more than half a month.
Ian's injury has recovered more than 90.00% within one day, and in the remaining two weeks, his injury healing speed dropped suddenly, as slow as a turtle crawling.Due to his lack of understanding of Ian's body structure, Clark didn't notice anything unusual.
On this day, they finally discovered an existence other than huge celestial bodies and starry sky in the boundless universe.
——Meteorite group.
Clark was counting the rest of his rations when he was alerted, hesitating whether to pop a can of clear gel that looked like jelly but had no idea what it was.As soon as the alarm sounded, Clark quickly stuffed the can in his hand into Ian's hand full of question marks, and rushed into the cockpit.
Seeing the countless huge meteorites overwhelming the sky not far away, Clark was a little dumbfounded.
Their lifeboat is drifting in the universe. It has always drifted wherever it goes, and has never set any destination. Because of this, Clark has only discovered a serious problem until now——
The ship does not have autopilot.
In other words, he needs to manually operate the lifeboat to avoid the high-speed flying meteorites!
Clark, who has no idea how the ship is going to drive: ...
send!If this ship is hit by a meteorite, Lex will definitely want to kill him!
...Although Lex had always wanted to kill him, it didn't sound like it made a difference.
But more importantly, Ian is still recuperating inside. If the lifeboat blows up, where will the two of them find a place to stay?Dig a hole in an asteroid and be a cosmic caveman?
After thinking for half a second, he made a decision.Clark immediately opened the hatch and flew out, guarding the lifeboat. When a meteorite came, he would use heat vision to blow up one.
Can't escape?Then stop hiding!You know, he, the meringue man, never knew how to write the word "dodge" on earth!
Meteorites as big as asteroids exploded one after another under Clark's thermal sight, sputtering towards different directions of the universe.At this time, a fleet that didn't know the truth but detected that there were ships in distress in the meteorite group passed by and tried to lend a helping hand, but the captain was frightened to death when he saw this scene, thinking that the mining drone had gone crazy , hastily turned the direction away from this land of right and wrong.
Clark escorted the lifeboat. Seeing that he was about to leave the meteorite group, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Wait, what about the lifeboat that has been following him and moving at the same speed as him?
Why did such a big lifeboat suddenly disappear! ?
……
At this moment, inside the lifeboat.
Ian held the can of food that Clark gave him in one hand, and pressed the joystick of the lifeboat with the other.He glanced at Clark who opened the passage for the lifeboat not far away, turned his direction expressionlessly, and began to set the jump destination——
"Please enter the coordinates or name of the end point of the transition."
Ian's eyes scanned the star map coldly, and finally opened his mouth, speaking his first words in this universe.
"Gestalt, hub."